365 Day Contract

Chapter 64

At exactly 4 p.m., Shaka walked out of his study with Jihan. The two walked down the corridor and into a special elevator to get down to the lobby.

6 Hours at Jihan's company during work, this time Shaka no longer makes trouble in his own company. The atmosphere in the company was completely calm, there was no commotion between Bosses and subordinates that was common because his emotions were difficult to control. Today Shaka brought his handler, so everything is safely under control. Even if there are employees who make small mistakes, it is no longer a problem for Shaka. Because in his heart there are many flowers blooming.

"Don't hurry the way," Jihan held onto the tip of Shaka's suit so that the man could slow down.

The tall man looked back, his wife was too tiny to be a few steps behind him. Actually not the tiny Jihan, but Shaka's posture is too high and big. With a height of 185 cm, clearly Jihan who only has a height of 160 looks tiny next to Shaka.

"Quickly walk a little." Shaka Pinta. Jihan rolled her eyes lazily. If asked quickly to be able to balance Shaka's steps, the fall becomes half-run. Jihan Mana dared to walk fast, worried about her pregnancy even though the doctor said that the content is very healthy and fine.

"Mas Shaka alone is the path-breaker. We're going home, not in a hurry." Jihan Protest.

Shaka clucked and put on a sour face. 'No rush what.!' Inner Shaka. He has a reason why he is in a hurry, because he wants to pursue the time to take Jihan longer ritual in the bathroom. Take an afternoon shower.

"Yes, but a little faster." He was a little pushy.

Jihan did not rub, she took off Shaka's suit and walked as usual. Not relaxed, but not rushed as well as Shaka.

Some employees kept saying hello when they passed by. Jihan occasionally stops when she meets her division teammates. Long time no see, especially Jihan stopped working suddenly without saying goodbye. Once they cross paths, there are of course things they screw up.

From a distance, Shaka had already put on a sour face with both hands crossed over his chest. She stood a few meters away from where Jihan was chatting with her friend. Shaka's facial complexion becomes more and more inexcusable when a man approaches Jihan by showing off a wide smile and a look of admiration. Like water cooked on coals, Shaka's blood was boiling. His face until red, between jealousy and emotion because his wife approached peia.

Unwilling to give the two a chance to chat, Shaka quickly approached Jihan. If earlier Shaka could still hold back when he saw Jihan chatting with women, now he could not hold it even for a minute.

"You how are you.?" Arda extended his hand to Jihan. Jihan smiled kindly, she almost returned Arda's hand, but a hand from behind had already brushed off Arda's hand.

Jihan was surprised, and so was Arda. Even more surprised to find out that Shaka did it.

Arda becomes clumsy, as it becomes clear that Shaka is jealous and angry for his actions that want to shake hands with Jihan.

"Bas.!" Lirih Jihan and reflexes pinched Shaka's waist. Jihan was very embarrassed and felt bad for Arda.

"I'm good Mas. Sorry can't take long, I have to go home. Next time we talk again when we meet." Jihan grabs Shaka's hand and takes him away, but Shaka does not move in the least. The man looked intently at Arda, as if waving a war flag at his employees.

"Remember your limits.!" Shaka's growls were full of emphasis.

"Sorry Sir. I'll be more careful next time." Said Arda who was aware of his mistake. He had actually awakened the sleeping lion.

"Mas Arda, I'm sorry. We'll excuse you first," Jihan pulled Shaka's hand with all her might. The man finally followed Jihan's steps although he still had time to stare sharply at Arda.

"Mas Shaka why did he have to brush off Mar Arda's hand like that. He just wants to shake hands, not mess around." Jihan looked at the wonder of her husband.

"Want to touch someone's wife, obviously she's messing around.!" Sahut Shaka won't lose. In Shaka's eyes, Arda's actions are very wrong. Wrong for making him jealous.

"But you don't have to pull his hand rough. I'm not good with him. She must be embarrassed too." Jihan. Shaka rolled his lazy eyeballs. Instead of standing up for her own husband, she worries about other men.

"Mas Shaka said what was that.?" Ask Jihan.

"Nothing is." Shaka got ahead of Jihan because she got to the front of her car. The man then opened the door for Jihan and told her to enter immediately.

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Week 3 after finding out about the pregnancy, Jihan gained 4kg. She was only 8 weeks pregnant, but had already gained 4kg. No wonder that since last night Jihan was restless because she thought of her body which would definitely swell with the increasing age of pregnancy. You can even stop eating even though your mouth still wants to chew.

This morning Jihan only made fruit salad for breakfast. While Shaka, her husband has made her favorite food. The results of Jihan's own cooking.

When it comes to cooking and making meals, Jihan doesn't ask for ART. Two ART at home is only focused on cleaning the house, washing and doing all other activities. Because Shaka does not allow Jihan to do any work, including cooking. So Jihan had to beg and whine first to let her down to the kitchen.

Jihan went to her room finished arranging breakfast at the dinner table. He knocked on the door before opening it. In the room, Shaka looks turned while putting buttons on his shirt.

As she approached Shaka, Jihan carved a big smile without showing her teeth. He stops in front of Shaka, then helps Shaka pair the shirt buttons without being asked.

shaka's forehead shriveled. The owner of those thick eyebrows looked astonished. Not usually Jihan petrified pairing buttons shirt. Shaka was guessing.

"No need to be romantic, what do you want?" Todong Shaka with his flat expression.

Jihan's face suddenly became sour. Having a husband is really stiff, there are no bases to make it look romantic. Although in fact there is a shrimp behind the stone, but Shaka should not respond to the point as such, directly accusing.

"Mas Shaka has seen the form of a dry kanebo.?" Jihan looked at Seirus.

Shaka seemed to think, His eyebrows up next door. For a long time, he had never seen a dry canoebo. Hold a kanebo not. Most just see when the driver wiped the glass of his car with a kanebo, it was also in a half-wet state.

A moment of thought, Shaka then reflexively shook his head.

Jihan clucked and stared lazily.

"It's like this" said Jihan.

"Persis like Mas Shaka, stiff.!" Continue by emphasizing the sentence.

Shaka just rolled his lazy eyeball, he then released the towel on his waist, right in front of Jihan. The woman closed her eyes with her palm.

"Absolutely loose hasuk." His protest.

"You saw myself wearing clothes in the room. You're the one who suddenly came." He answered while grabbing the panties and wearing them in front of Jihan.

"I'll wait at the dinner table. There are some things I want to talk about." Said Jihan who opted out of the room again.

Shaka silently smiled after Jihan came out of the room.